All Chapters of The Billionaire Racer I Kissed : Chapter 51 - Chapter 57

For several seconds, Clara stared. Her brain refused to connect the image before her with the Matteo Devereaux she knew.This was the same man who acted like he owned every room he walked into.The same man who spoke as if the world existed solely to inconvenience him.The same man who looked like he could survive a hurricane through sheer stubbornness.And yet… There he was in a hospital bed working. Because apparently, even hospitalisation wasn't enough to stop him.The shock must have shown on her face because Matteo slowly looked up from his laptop. Their eyes met.His expression immediately darkened. Then his gaze shifted toward Luca."Why is she here?"Luca looked entirely unbothered."Good evening to you too."Matteo's eyes narrowed."Why?"Luca walked into the room."Because Clara needs to know.""No, she doesn't.""Yes, she does."The exchange happened so naturally that Clara almost forgot she was standing there. Then reality returned.She blinked once, twice. They were still

The door of Matteo's hospital room closed behind Clara. For a few seconds, silence settled over the room.Then Matteo slowly turned his head toward Luca. His expression was unreadable."Why did you bring her here?"Luca didn't even pretend not to understand. He leaned comfortably against the chair and folded his arms."I wanted to surprise both of you."A grin appeared on his face."I'd say it worked."Matteo stared at him. The grin immediately became less amusing.Luca cleared his throat. "Tough crowd.""Clara works for me."Matteo's voice remained flat."There was no reason for her to see me here."Luca's eyebrows rose."Really?""Yes.""That's your argument?"Matteo said nothing. Luca shook his head."She's not just another employee anymore."His tone became more serious."She's directly involved in everything surrounding you right now. The scandal, the company's progress, the social media department, Elena..."He gestured toward Matteo."And all of those things involve you."Matte

Clara's alarm rang at exactly six-thirty. She groaned and pulled the blanket over her head.For three seconds, she considered ignoring it. Then adulthood won.With a dramatic sigh, she reached for her phone and silenced the alarm. The room was unusually quiet.Normally, Nyx would be curled up somewhere on the bed, acting like she paid the mortgage. Today, the cat was nowhere in sight.Clara narrowed her eyes."Fucking traitor."She already knew where the cat was. Tara's room.Ever since Tara started spending more nights at the house, Nyx had shamelessly abandoned her original owner.Clara sat up and stretched before opening her notifications. Most of them were from the social media team.Her attention immediately moved to Matteo's newly created account.The first post had officially gone live. Curious, she opened the comments.The first one made her laugh.Finally. The mysterious billionaire has discovered the internet.Another read: Please blink twice if your assistant forced you to

Clara stared and stared. For a second, she completely forgot where she was.Matteo descended the staircase with the same controlled confidence he carried everywhere. The dark suit fit him perfectly, the expensive fabric emphasizing his broad shoulders and lean frame.He looked annoyingly too good.The last time she had seen him dressed like this had been at the bar. Back then, she had thought he was attractive.Now there was something different. There was more authority, more sophistication, more danger. And somehow, that made him even harder to look away from.Or maybe harder to stop looking at.By the time Matteo reached the last few steps, Clara finally realized she had been staring.Her gaze snapped elsewhere immediately. Heat crept into her cheeks. Thankfully, nobody seemed to notice.Unfortunately… Matteo noticed. His eyes swept over her once. Then again. A little slower this time.He immediately spotted the obvious problem. The color. The material. The matching outfit.His gaze